Inflicted wounds of winter pass
through the healing hands of time
as warmer breath and brighter skies
tempt new life from cold rest.
Sun's glance touches pregnant earth
heavy dew anticipating birth pangs
as the lush shoots of green emerge
populating the expectant barren surrounds.
Spring robed in youthful garment of
fledgling flower and elegant birdsong,
her crowning, the melodic strands
which form glorious symphony.
Darkness and disarray have passed
the face of the earth is healed,
with the song of new creation
abounding in light and harmony.
Spring sings of Him, Beauty and Harmony,
of movement from resurrection to new life,
from creation to the healing and
restoration of new creation.
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